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Chapter 589

On a small island on the west coast of the United States, two kilometers away from the coast.

The most spectacular thing is that the conical church complex on the top of the mountain is nearly twice as high as the hill with a diameter of about 1 kilometer!

The Gothic spire of the church towers into the clouds, and the golden statue of St. Michel on the top is pointed directly at the sky with a sharp sword in his hand.

The sea is surrounded by lush trees, as if it is entering a fairyland on earth.

If Liu Chen were here, he would have been shocked. Mr. Dafugui was on the side, but he only sat in the last position, which was enough to see the weight of the old men in front of him. They were all wearing the clothes of the British nobles of the 19th century. In the middle was an old man with a beard.

I'm afraid even Gates should be respectful when he sees this old man. He is the head of the Morgan family, Sharon Morgan. Everyone below whispers. After the old man coughed lightly, he immediately became quiet. He said slowly: "Recently, Apple is very popular. We don't seem to have enough stocks on hand. It's a sharp rise. Are retail investors eating meat and we drink soup?"

The old man spoke with a little cold and humorous taste. If it weren't for such a serious occasion and he was really serious, someone would have laughed out loud below.

"Yes, old man, Apple has developed an IPOD before. Everyone thinks that Jobs is a small fuss. Although he is sought after by some young people, the stock market has always been unpopular. Who knows that this time he created a simplified version but was hotly speculated and attracted the pursuit of investors. This has risen 30% in a row. Everyone is holding on and not taking out at all. It is very difficult to buy stocks now, and the price is still pushing up further."

A man with a rosacea nose and a red face said.

"Isn't that thing a little bit smaller? Why is it so popular? Or should we also invest in a company to do this?"

"When you create a product, it will be at least a month since the birds have flew away." Someone immediately choked.

If others hear this, it will be shocked. A product can be found from scratch, and it will take more than a month. This is wealth and resources.

"That's right, I can think of such bad ideas. If anyone can become popular when developing them, then the Soni will not be dead. If you lose one after another, I think it will be over. It's a pity that the old guy Moritian has built a country. If you give up on others, it's useless for your descendants."

"That's not the case. The little Yukiko of Morita's family is not bad. I heard from my grandson that she is doing things well, but she can cultivate it." David Dawson, who was sitting on the left hand of Sarron Morgan, said. Judging from the seat, you know that her status is not low.

"Oh, that girl, I've seen it once, but I didn't see it, but she looked very pretty. Even an old guy like me was a little moved, let alone a young boy like your grandson. I think he probably fell in love with someone." A guy wearing sunglasses and black and shiny hair said. He was also powerful on the right hand of Sarron Morgan, and everyone familiar with him called him Piles.

If it weren't for the sound and the wrinkles on his forehead, I really wouldn't have seen that this is an old man in his 70s. This person loves beauties in his 20s. He has just changed into a little girlfriend. The gossip rumors in small groups, Piles sings every night, and often attracts a group of undresses, which are unsightly.

With the wealth of the people here, as long as they waved their hands, what kind of woman do they want? It's just that most of them maintain the old-fashioned aristocratic style, are strict with self-discipline, and loyal to their families. This old guy is an anomaly. However, he has not always been like this. Before he was fifty, just like everyone else, but something happened that year that led to a major change in temperament.

Originally, the couple was in love. That year, when his wife died of illness, he found a diary when he sorted out the relics of his deceased wife with grief, but he didn't expect that he had seen so many little secrets and his wife had five lovers, so he became even more sad, and from then on he turned grief into the power of carnival.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, "You fart, how could my Dawson grandson be so unreliable? Don't think that everyone likes a woman's belly like you, and die sooner or later."

"Oh, I often see your promising grandson dying on a woman's belly, it's better than dying under a man's crotch, tsk tsk tsk."

Everyone often jokes in private that the Dawson family's grandson's orientation is a bit problematic, and it seems to be bisexual.

"Bad, you fart..." Old Daoson was so angry that he wanted to throw out the objects he was playing with.

Thumb, Sharon Morgan's crutch hit the ground, like the scepter of the Pharaoh, stopping the intensifying conflict. These two men were his right-hand man and he was not in the way of dealing with it. He had to pinch every time.

"Talking about serious matters, talking about serious matters, Apple's stock suddenly surges. How can we make profits from it?"

The people of the Morgan family have always been most interested in making money. Although Sharon Morgan is old and has always lived a hard life like a missionary, he is still passionate about money, just like people who like art love famous paintings.

"Old method, sell in large quantities, short it."

"I'm afraid it's very difficult. We don't have much goods in our hands, so it's useless to run out, and it's still in vain."

Everyone finally got back to the topic and started talking nonsense.

"There are still things we can't do? Let Soros preside over the sniper of Apple."

It was a noisy moment, and these most powerful people were nothing special than ordinary people. They were just innately mastering a large amount of resources and used by tens of thousands of elites.

Siron Morgan said: "Jobs is too difficult to control and must be suppressed from time to time, but don't overestimate our strength. Indeed, we are very powerful, elephants, but ant colony can still kill elephants. Throughout history, how many kings in the world have supreme power? Where are they now? The reason why we still exist is that we have always taken advantage of the situation and do not forcefully use our strength to oppress."

Everyone nodded and said yes.

"Let's collect some consultations that can be used as short sellers. Apple is now on the verge of momentum and should not be head-on. Nick, why haven't you spoken?"

Mr. Dafu, known as Nick, looked up blankly. What could these big guys say when they were just qualified to listen? If they were accidentally killed, they would be wiped out.

But he didn't expect Mr. Morgan to order him personally.

The mysterious Mr. Dafugui suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and his head turned sharply. A panacea came and said, "I can't say any constructive opinions. All experienced seniors here are. I will listen and learn more and report to Mr. Morgan. I have done it for you to come into contact with that Chinese boy last time." (To be continued.)
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